Friday night I asked my aunt if she wanted to watch a movie with me. My aunt has generally good tastes and an open mind when it comes to art so seeing a movie with her is usually a good experience.
When she asked me which movie I wanted to watch my first choice was Princess Mononoke because, as I explained to her, I sensed that she had a minor prejudice against animation and I wanted to break down that prejudice because Mononoke is such an incredible film it'd be rather a shame for her to go her whole life without seeing it.
She gave in, trusting my tastes, a quality I value greatly as she is the only person in my family who seems to take my tastes so seriously.
We start up the movie and all's well until . . . Ashitaka makes his first appearance, opens his mouth . . . and nothing comes out. We can see Ashitaka talking, but we can't hear him.
OOOOOOOOOOOOO. The frustration. I cannot even tell you. And we never did figure out how to fix the bloody problem! The misfortune is greater as my aunt said she was kinna getting into the movie. Grrrr!
So instead we watched Akira Kurosawa's Ran. I'm happy to say that Ran is such a tremendously good film that it actually took my mind off of the Mononoke fiasco (although my aunt thought Ran to be a bit too depressing).
This rather expensive looking Kurosawa film is loosely based on King Lear by William Shakespeare and on top of all the kookoo-ness, it was nice to see a great Shakespeare based film after the horribly cheesy and curiously homoerotic production of The Tempest trisa and I were subjected to in class on Thursday.
Speaking of trisa, her journal seems to have returned to existence which is a very good thing.